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re out and the looks he giv

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ife. I need a contract wif

terested " I

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ly do not want to

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owe him my whole life f

bt won't p

more month to pay for the

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dollars plus c

ant to accept this offer but it's

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with words and prefers to n

es later and walks to Ryan's side of the car. He whispers something into Ryan's ear and the opens the door. They untie me,I really don't see the need to tie me. It's not like I can runaway. The rain has reduced and we step into the cafe. We walk tow

k, perplexed

now you more than

g the painting. It's beautiful. I'm bea

alone together. I try not to seem excited but my heartbeat is twice it's

eet of paper from t

there would be an

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he pen on the table and shows me f

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rest are just for fun. I hand him the paper and he stares at my rules. He releases a little smile and takes the pen. He writes a short sentence then hands the paper to me. I stare a

hands out for a handshake. I hug him instead and I feel his body tense up

eed to do " he says and walks out.

n steps down and so does his bouncers. They hold the door open for me and I stare at them. My legs refuses to